Quick Transmigration: The Second Female Lead is Poisonous

Han Chen asked curiously: "Student Xia, why are you not talking?"

What do you want me to say? Saying nothing can resolve the embarrassment at this time!

The corner of Feng Jing's mouth twitched, and she silently turned aside a bit. There is no denying that every time she faces this boy, she feels helpless.

But he still seemed to think she was guilty, so he kindly said, "Student Xia, you really don’t need to feel guilty. My grandpa is very good. He just laughed at him when someone accused him in front of my grandpa, but... …I only feel sad when there are no outsiders."

She raised her hand to cover her face. She really didn't want to hear the "but" and "but" turning words that came out of him every time.

Han Chen said again, "Grandpa didn't see you touch his beloved collection anyway, did he?"

"Stop talking!" Feng Guang looked at him directly, "How can I make up for it?"

He provoked her guilt in a few words, especially when he repeatedly emphasized that the old man did not know what she was doing, the conscientious condemnation would come even more fiercely, although the scenery did not think she was a person She is a totally good person, but if she hurts an old man, she will still be unable to pass her own test.

"Make up?" Han Chen asked, "Student Xia didn't make any mistakes, so what do you want to make up for?"

She pursed her mouth, "I shouldn't just sit on that armchair."

"If classmate Xia regards this as a mistake...I understand very well that when you feel that you have made a mistake, you will have a sense of guilt and guilt. Although I do think that classmate Xia did not make a mistake, in order to make it possible Feeling good in my heart..." Han Chen thought for a while, and finally said slowly: "It's better to help my grandpa clean the house as Classmate Xia."

"Clean up? Aren't you afraid that I will encounter something precious again?"

He smiled, "It's just mopping the floor, wiping the dust, there is no need for Xia classmate to fight, of course, Xia can also not do... these things just let me do."

She gritted her teeth, "I do!"

"Since classmate Xia insists on doing so, then I won't say more. This is a cleaning tool, classmate Xia take it.

Seeing him take out a mop or rag or something directly from behind the door, Feng Guang frowned, "Are you already ready?"

"Today was originally intended to clean up, but you insisted on taking care of the cleaning, I can only accept it with pleasure." He said helplessly, and sighed. It seems that he was planning to do it himself.

But it just seems.

Feng Jing's complexion was momentarily complicated, she was holding the mop in her hand, and cursed the man with "venomous mind" a hundred times in her heart.

Han Chen smiled, "Student Xia, if you start now, maybe you can finish it before half past five."

"I see! You don't need to urge you!" She glared at him fiercely, and started to drag the floor with the mop.

When the old man came out again, he saw that the house had become bright, and even some things had been cleaned up. He was stunned for a while and saw the scenery holding a mop again, and hurriedly walked over. Said: "Little girl, what are you doing?"

Sitting by the side, Han Chen picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, and said leisurely, "Grandpa, Classmate Xia is helping you clean the house."

"I know, I'm asking why they want to clean the house for me." The old man looked at the scenery again, "Little girl, how did you clean the house for me? You are a guest."